I Created an Ancient Salvation Organization

Pan Quan thought it was his own illusion at first, after all, this is almost a desert in no-man's land, how could there be children, so he shook his head suddenly, but he didn't care.

But it happened that the wind was weaker at this time, and the crying immediately became much clearer.

Pan Quanzheng listened suspiciously, but Xiao Xie, who was lying on the footpad in the back seat, said in a very surprised voice: "Captain, have you heard the cry of the child?"

"You heard that too?" The former immediately realized that something wasn't right.

Xiao Xie, who covered his mouth and nose, swallowed his saliva in horror, and his voice trembled slightly: "Captain, do you still remember the widely circulated 'Wild Country Ridge, in the middle of the night, in the middle of the road in the middle of the road in the logistics driver's room? 's story?

The Tarim Basin, near the Taklimakan Desert, and the remote population in the countryside, were basically relocated to the background of urban living, and there was a child crying in the sandstorm.

How weird is this.

When I set out in the morning, I was still saying that those long-distance drivers were unreliable, and they just made up stories to entertain myself, but now I encountered a similar "four zero three" incident...

Whether it was because of the opening of his mouth or not, Pan Quan wanted to slap himself. Why did he say those words at that time?

Of course, he has served in the special forces for ten years, and he is a man of blood and bravery. This point, the process of fighting with the black-backed molten bird just now is enough to prove it.

Although he didn't want to encounter such a thing, since it had already happened, he didn't want to be a downright tortoise, so he stood up and squinted his eyes to look through the gap of his coat.

Visibility was poor in the dust storm, and the wind swept the sand and dust billowing forward.

Pan Quan could vaguely see that there seemed to be a small blurry shadow, swaying in the dim yellow background that covered everything.

He was uncertain, and felt a little dizzy.

Although protective measures have been taken, this can only be used in an emergency, and the effect is not good. After the sandstorm has lasted for so long, the filtering effect of adding water to the jacket is close to nothing.

The dust drilled straight into his nose, and even blocked the trachea to a certain extent, making his breathing difficult and lack of oxygen, so his brain was a little dizzy.

Although the answer to Xiao Xie just now was firm, in fact, Pan Quan himself didn't know how long he could hold on.

Relying on himself, he rubbed the mineral water bottle, unscrewed the cap, passed through the gap in the seat, and poured the last bit of water on Xiao Xie's filter jacket.

"Captain, what are you doing?"

"Do not talk!"

Pan Quan shook his head, and the foot pads retracted again, closing his eyes as if sleeping.

"huh...huh...

The sound of exhalation became louder and louder, but the oxygen inhaled became less and less. It seemed that something was stuck in his throat. He could not hold back and coughed a few times, but his mouth was full of sand.

"Captain? 35

"Do not talk!

The car fell silent again.

The black-backed fused bird fell into the position and fought at close range, smashing the glass of all the cars in the team. Pan Quan didn't know how many people would be able to return alive this time.

"Why are you talking again?"

"Captain, I didn't speak at the moment. 35

Pan Quan was stunned when he heard the words, put his hand behind him, and found that his back was completely wet, and it was still filled with sticky warmth.

He seemed to understand something, took a long breath, rubbed his back a few times, and then used the wetness as water, and wiped it all on his coat.

The strong smell of blood wafted from the nostrils.

He didn't say anything, just closed his eyes and lay there quietly.

The brain became more and more dizzy, and for some reason, the surroundings seemed to gradually become quiet, and the sound of wind and sand became less and less.

"Dad, mom..."

Pan Quan seemed to hear a familiar shout. The image that he had never seen with his own eyes, but was repeated over and over again in his nightmare, flashed in his mind again at this moment:

The private car on the highway was out of control, the school bus rushed out of the road, rolled over and collapsed the sand pile, darkness descended, and the whole body was crushed.

Pan Quan's heartbeat became extremely heavy, and his hands were clenched tightly.

"Dad, mom..."

In the school bus, the child buried in the sand called out in his heart with his last weak strength.

Pan Quan's nails seemed to be digging into the flesh, and the muscles on his face were shaking. Even though he tried his best to suppress himself, hot tears still leaked out.

Xiao Xie in the back seat suddenly heard a faint sob, he stood up suspiciously, and through the gap in the seat, saw the figure on the front foot pad shaking.

"team leader?"

However, Pan Quan couldn't hear his words at this moment.

According to normal logic, it is too weird for a child to appear in a no-man's land in a sandstorm and should not take the risk.

Moreover, even if the probability of encountering is extremely small, it is a normal human being, but running out now will not only not save people, but may also risk his own life.

When only the sick wife is left, how will she live?

Anyone who still has reason will weigh these, but many times, it is just an extravagant wish to keep people sane forever. This is the weakness of human beings, and it is also the light of human beings.

Pan Quan's already unclear thinking suddenly thought, if there was actually someone next to his son when he had a car accident, and he helped him, would his family go in a different direction?

If so, on this sunny afternoon today, is his wife still healthy, and is still swinging with his son, while he is still fighting in the army to protect the people.

Everything in the past is irreversible, but now, should such a tragedy happen again?

This may just be a swindle of otherworldly monsters, but in case... in case, it is true, I may not be able to get out of the wreckage of the desert, and maybe I can keep a beautiful...

"Bang!"

The door was suddenly pushed open.

Xiao Xie didn't even come back to his senses, the figure in front jumped out like a cheetah, and then the door was slammed shut, leaving him staring out the window.

The adrenaline burst for the second time, the pain from the back injury completely disappeared, and the nose and trachea seemed to be no longer blocked. Pan Quan was terrifyingly fast, and quickly broke through the thick dust.

Soon, he saw the little guy half-buried by the wind and sand, his eyes were closed, his cheeks and nostrils were full of dust and sand, which made him feel extremely distressed.

"A..."

In the strong wind blowing, Pan Quan carefully carried it out, pinched his tender wrist to test his pulse.

Still beating!

He quickly took off the coat that protected his nose and mouth, wiped the dust off the latter's nose, and then tied it to his head, before getting up and preparing to return to the car.

But at the limit, his feet were soft and he fell to the ground, rolling and sliding down the slope.

Pan Quan only felt that the world was spinning, spinning, spinning again, as if it would never stop, and his brain was almost thrown out, and without the protection of the filter layer, it became more and more difficult for him to breathe.

The pain of the back injury gradually returned, and the spine seemed to be torn in half.

At this moment, he didn't have much thinking ability, he just instinctively hugged the child, and after rolling for an unknown amount of time, he finally reached the flat ground and stopped.

Pan Quan squinted his eyes and saw that the wind was strong and the sand was heavy, but there was no sound at all. The whole world seemed to be playing a silent pantomime.

Dazed, he tried to get up and stumbled down.

In the dimly lit heaven and earth, the vague sound and shadow tried to get up again, but fell down only halfway through. This time, he couldn't stand up again.

3.5 Pan Quan felt that his eyelids seemed to be very important, and he couldn't help but close them. The sand he was lying on seemed to have turned into an invisible white cloud, and he sank little by little, falling into the bottomless abyss.

Memories of a lifetime are like reels of old-fashioned movies zipping past my eyes.

He saw that he and his wife met and fell in love, and finally entered the palace of marriage, and the crystal was born. A family of three was enjoying the shade under the plane tree, and their fleshy short hands and short feet were shining white in the sun.

Pan Quan has not recalled such a warm picture for a long time.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and with the last of his strength, he turned over to cover the child, and his eyelids finally closed.

Darkness overwhelms everything...

I don't know how long it took, the bottom of a crutch suddenly stomped into the sand next to the two, and then, a pair of shoes woven purely from grass and rattan with two fresh leaves on them also stepped into the place.

PS: Gentlemen, this chapter was originally going to be written further down, but the tendon of the left index finger was unbearably sore, so I had to rush to the end. It's really inexplicable, I haven't written many words today, how can this happen.